THE LAST WORDS OF J. G. BELLETT

Sadly altered was the poor worn-out body, pillowed in an easy chair, but his spirit rejoicing in his much-loved Lord.

He said, ‘Two months ago, when I felt this sickness was unto death, I asked Him to reveal Himself to me in increased loveliness and nearness. He did. He filled me with Himself. I know the blood has done its blessed, blessed work for my soul; it is His love, His beauty, His perfection, that fill my heart and vision’.

He then spoke of feeling a little better that day, ‘But ah! that is no pleasure to me’. Then, clasping his dear, thin hands together, he said, while tears flowed down his face, ‘My precious Lord Jesus, Thou knowest how fully’ can say with Paul, ‘To depart and be with Thee is far better!’ I do long for it! They come and talk to me of a crown of glory—I bid them cease; of the glory of the heaven—I bid them stop. I am not wanting crowns—I have Himself! Himself! I am going to be with Himself! Ah! with the Man of Sychar; with Him who stayed to call Zacchaeus; with the Man of the eighth of John; with the Man who hung upon the cross; with the Man who died! Oh, to be with Him before the glories, the crowns, or the kingdom appear! It is wonderful—wonderful! with the Man of Sychar alone; the Man of the gate of the city of Nain! And I am going to be with Him for ever! exchange this sad, sad scene which cast Him out, for His presence. Oh! the Man of

Sychar!’

Mr. J. G. Bellett died in 1862 at the age of 72